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Would she ever succeed, or always be in trying mode? What would success look like to me? How would it feel? She realized she needed to be clear about her destination, or how would she know she had arrived?
There's a songbird in our neighborhood. Sweetly singing every day, bringing a joy to my heart through the beauty of her song. Thank you little bird for sharing the joy of your being.
She was a dead ringer for my best friend. But she was gone from this world. My jaw almost hit the floor. It was all I could do to look remotely normal.
Laughter exploded in the room as they pounded the bread dough! A cloud of flour hung in the air making them all look giggling ghosts.
The intern was so inept that I felt that he should be paying me to be here! It's so frustrating to have someone make my day harder than it already is. Oh well, I really do want to be kind. Everyone has to start somewhere. And too, you never know, he could end up being a real star someday.
He tried to pass it off as a joke. She knew it was deliberate. She felt his words go through her body. Riding a wave of fear, the essence of each word found its mark and lodged in her heart.
Ah! Science! Is it a verb, or a noun? Scientists are creatives whose minds blaze trails that not everyone can follow. Theirs seems to be a unique way to to work with the world. Because of what I believe is limited understanding, people often try to separate the spiritual and scientific worlds, but they really can't be separated at all.
Don't worry! I'd love to throw her a birthday party, and six kids will be no problem. This will be fun! You'll see. We'll play games. I'll even make a cake. I want her to have a fun day.
She gave him a sly look. He didn't know what she could possibly be trying to tell him. He'd never been able to read people's faces. He wanted to help, but what on earth did that look mean?
Loneliness is the space between. It's a nowhere feeling, where time stands still. It's a lie. We're never alone.
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